Steel Steam and Flame

Waiting for more than a minute on the spot, Delya was ready for the gunshots that would be heard at any time and the muzzle flames that ignited in the dark. However, several trucks kept silent. During this time, no sound came out, only the car lights seemed to be brighter and brighter in their eyes.

Delya pressed the horn button of the car with one palm, and the sound of "beep" suddenly broke the rare silence. The sound spread like a wave to the surroundings, submerging the trucks in a second or two. The sound of the horn was harsh, and the rare insects around also disappeared at this time. The moths that hit the lights were also disturbed by the sound, and the flying trajectory became extremely chaotic.

The trucks in front still didn't move. They seemed to be embedded in a painting by hand, and they remained static forever.

"Go! But remember to be careful!" Delya didn't want to wait any longer. She opened the valve and drove the saloon car to slowly approach the trucks, paying attention to every move there.

I walked closer, and nothing unexpected happened. The situation in the truck was the same as the situation seen in the telescope just now, no one remained there. Except for silence and death, there is no longer the breath left by being a human being.

Delya, who was in Martin's boots, got out of the car, and walked to the side of a truck with the sound of "Da Da". She saw something on the side of a pair of heavy tires. It was a pistol with a sharply rubbed logo on it, which was the logo of Rox's power.

She picked up the gun and looked at it. The safety bolt was opened and it was loaded, but the bullets in the magazine were the correct number, and no one shot was fired.

Delya looked around, lowered her head and was thinking about what would happen here, when a voice came from the other side.

"Boss, here!" her men exclaimed, waving their arms violently at her, motioning her to pass.

"What's wrong?" Delya speeded up and walked there, asking on the way, frowning.

"Here, here, it's Rox!" The subordinate's speech was a little awkward, because he didn't know how to describe the scene before him.

When Delya saw the expression on her subordinates, she had an answer in her heart in the next moment.

In the spacious cargo box, there were a dozen corpses neatly arranged, and Rox had no stiff corpses among them.

Jumping onto the cargo box, Delya checked the dozen bodies one by one. Except for Rox's death not because his neck was crushed to pieces, everyone else died for this reason.

There is still a clear mark left there, because the hand is too strong to grasp it, and it is photographed as a purple trace of blood in the subcutaneous tissue, which roughly outlines the contours of the left and right palms.

Pressing the necks of several people, their fingers sunken in without obstruction. Under the intact skin, the damage from that palm was much higher than Delya estimated.

Finally standing in front of Rox, Delya looked at Rox, who had not closed his eyes. There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and the fatal injury was a punch to the heart. The shock of power has completely destroyed the heart, and the broken ribs have pierced into it, and the lungs in the chest are also torn apart because of the hard and sharp ribs.

The time of death was not long, and Delya's fingers could feel the temperature on their bodies similar to ordinary people. But there is no shadow of the murderer here, and the slave Linna also disappeared. Of course the radio generator was also taken away. Except for the outline of the palms left on the corpses, Delya has no valuable clues to the person who killed Rox.

"Who would be interested in that slave? Even if you don’t look at the deterrence of the forces behind Cross, in this Brino, anyone who has a little eyeliner knows that no matter who bought Linna, In the end it will all come down to Frangli's hands. Taking Linna away here, although on the surface it only provokes Rox, but with Frangli's current temperament, he will definitely not let it go It doesn’t matter. She is Sheila’s sister, and Francy may be more interested in her than Sheila." Delya asked her men to get in the car and leave here, and on the way back to the trading building, gave the Buddha Langley sent out a communication.

It was an old man who received the communication, and Delya knew that it was the housekeeper around Frangli who helped with trivial matters. After exchanging some kind words with him, Delya explained Rox's affairs in detail to the housekeeper.

"Thank you Miss Delya. I think Master Francois will be interested in this news." The butler said, "I will inform the young master of this matter. The party will be held in the near future. Please also Delya. Miss Ya prepared in advance. The young master told me that Miss Delia is very welcome to come and participate. Also, Master Frangli’s terms, Miss Delia, look..."

"I just came over to tell you today. I don't want to accept any conditions from Master Francois. I hope you can be clear, Old Butler, Péricone." Delya's face suddenly turned cold, and the following words approached a word. Without waiting for Péricone over there to say anything, the radio link between the two was severed.

"Boss..." As soon as she hung up the megaphone, the men beside Delya called out, their faces all sad.

"Needless to say, I know what you want to say. If it is really abandoned by the above, we will leave Brino. The empire and the gray area are so big~www.ltnovel.com~ There are many places to go, Don't worry." Delya increased the speed of the car, "Now go back to the trading building and buy some things to make the necessary preparations."

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Péricone was standing next to the communication machine with a microphone. Just as he was about to say something in his mind, his thoughts were completely interrupted by the coming electronic noise. Putting the microphone back leisurely, he turned around and looked at the young man sitting not far behind him.

"Master, look..." Péricone asked, and walked closer to Frangli.

"This is expected. Delya's character is like this. Wasn't it the same when I met her for the first time?" Frangli chuckled, "Let it go beforehand and wait until the party. No later. I'll leave the matter to you for Linna. I hope I can get a satisfactory answer before the day of the party."

"Yes, master." Pericone lowered his head and said. Then he looked forward. On the soft dark brown carpet, there was a man lying down on his knees, his whole body tied firmly with a soft steel cable the thickness of his thumb, and his whole body was stained with blood. The person's consciousness has become weak. At this moment, a pair of blood-stained eyes is staring at Flori in front of him, and he exhales intermittently from his nose. (To be continued.)